We are celebrating our first Thanksgiving in our new home.
It will be a quiet yet tasty celebration as we acknowledge the Pandemic restrictions and advice.
The geriatric Tabby Cat still brings us joy and amusement as she appreciates the benefits of her new home, the yard and the opportunity to guard it from the furry neighbourhood boys.
The Tabby Cat keeps watch for intruders in her yard
She will reach 16 years in November. We are impressed and thankful that she has lived this long and she survived the move this Spring.
She is costing me dearly with vet bills for her checkups, preventative maintenance and now, laxative powder that I have to mix in her wet food twice a day. The final product is rewarding – and impressive in size!
Tabby Cat is waiting for the treat
The human servant got in some Thanksgiving writing this morning. The cat didn’t make it on the list of things though 😀
It was a restful, productive and otherwise quiet weekend during this pandemic. The high point was when we put a new collar on the cat.
She enjoys her new home, a house with stairs and a yard. The human servant is elated to have our own laundry facilities instead of relying on the communal laundry room that presented concerns about cleanliness and building security.
The cat has been enjoying her new porch and yard, the feel of grass under her paws after ten years of apartment life with only a balcony to the outdoors. She has also discovered gaps under the fence where she can squeeze through and explore the common yard before her humans have noticed. Being a plump old girl of 15 years, she doesn’t jump higher than two feet these days, not like the neighbourhood boy cats who like to visit her yard with intentions to say “hello”.
Posh Tabby with her new rhinestone studded collar
I think the rhinestone studded collar gives her a sense of stylish authority as she observes her domain from high vantage points or hides behind the porch steps to ambush and chase the furry boys out of our yard. It’s quite the entertainment!
Being introverted personalities anyway, we are in no rush to join crowds at restaurants and theatres. We continue to work from home and only venture out for necessities or walks through nearby nature.
We had our first jab of the vaccine in June and plan to get the second one by the end of summer. One dilemma is waiting to get the same flavour as the first jab or believe the advice of health professionals to get the other MNRA shot. A friend mentioned that if you mix the brands, you won’t qualify to travel on some airlines. Well, it’s not like I’m in any hurry to sit in a tin can of recirculated air for two or more hours.
Gradual progress
We recently accepted single visitors to our home, masks on while inside for a quick tour then masks off while enjoying refreshments distanced on the porch and little yard. It felt so good to see family and friends “in real space” again.
How about you? Are you keeping within your bubbles and not taking risks with extroverted, crowded activities? I really don’t want us to go through a fourth wave and having to experience variants of this horrible virus.
Feeling down the other night, I wrote a letter by hand to the Universe. It responded with a text message.
Since he had found a few quiet minutes while running errands outside his noisy home, we chatted on the phone for a brief catch-up call. It made me happy.
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